Chapter 10

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Three of Jacobs friends brought me to their car and forced me into the back and refused to tell me who they are or where they are taking me. You know, the normal kidnapping thing. On the way to wherever they are taking me, I start to wonder if they are friends of Jacob or if I am literally getting kidnapped right now. My heart is pumping out of my chest. Please tell me I am getting actually kidnapped and not kidnapped by Jacob. I would rather be tortured then be in a room alone with Jacob. When they pull up at his house I feel my heart fall into my stomach.

"Come on." One of the guys says opening the door for me to get out. I don't move and he grabs my arm, pulling me out and toward the front door. It is around eight right now so it is dark out, no awake neighbors to see me in the dark. I stop walking when I am a couple steps from the front door but I get shoved toward the door, making me fall onto the cement. Its like a button was pressed and as soon as I touched the front step, the door swung open. Or maybe it was my groan from falling and getting the air knocked out of me.

"There you are!" Jacob says grabbing my arm and pulling me into the house. I try to pull my arm back but he is way stronger then me. A couple of his friend are sitting in the living room playing video games. They look back as I groan from the pain in my arm then look back as if everything is normal. I see James standing in the kitchen as he turns from the fridge and freezes when he see's me.

"Jacob, what are you doing?" James asks with a worried look on his face. His light brown hair falls lightly on his forehead but he is too busy looking at us to fix it. Jacob stops and throws me to the groan.

"Teaching a bitch who not to mess with." He says.

"What about..."

"I tried that nice bull shit with her. Before school I was nice. After school, I was nice by only having them watch her and not go into her house like they wanted. I was nice on the phone then she had to start being a fucking bitch as per usual." He says as I stand up and look at him.

"Maybe its your fault you can't take a break up." I say and he punches me, making my head shoot back.

"Jacob!" He screams.

"Hey, you saw her! She was just asking for that one." He says and his friends just look at each other on the couch but don't say anything. Maybe they are finally starting to notice how wrong this is. I put my hand to my nose as I feel something dripping down and see blood on my hand.

"Jacob, take her..."James starts to say but is interrupted when Jacob turns around and walks toward me.

"Fine, I'll take her to the basement so you don't have to hear nor see this." he says grabbing my arm and pulling me. I pull my arm back and he looks at me.

"Don't...touch me..." I say catching my breath. I feel blood dripping down my face. I blink then the next second he is in front of me then I am on his shoulder. "Put me down!"

"Sorry baby face. We need to have a talk." He says carrying me downstairs. I stop struggling because even if I did get away, the other guys would just bring me back to him. Its eight to one, the odds aren't good for me. "Now you are calm. See, I told you my touch can be soothing."

"Its not soothing..." I start to say then he puts me down a couch.

"Now that we are alone, lets talk." He says sitting across from me on the coffee table. I can smell beer on his breath.

"Have you been drinking?" I ask and he laughs.

"Only a few." he says and I look down

"So that's why your not going crazy like a fucking psycho path. For a minute there you had me thinking you changed..." I say and he puts a hand around my throat and starts to squeeze.

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